Mesa Springs

Lyrics

Blastin back like a ricochet, Wicked swisher taste, like a bitch's fish filet, Saturday &  I'm already passing faded straight  To straight debilitated, cratered By incineration of the strain Impatiently awaiting nirvana, 'juana got me conscious, Like shells are dropping,  When I'm on the hot shit Like the steaming dog shit In the frozen tundra, I become your only one the icy tongue is mighty righteous &, nightly I'm deciding to be riding with the cans.. Supplying then demanding, in my hand little man is where the cannon is, Lift it quick, provide a death certificate,  It's a gift, simple shit for me, articulate as I can be, I miss the fix that left me broken... Own it, if you cold & soulless Holding hope that you'll be golden If only you'll get over it, but hold it.. I only spoke it cuz I couldn't hold it in Opening the door to Mesa Springs Found me in a state of deja vu This my crew, crazy too, hardly sane, this my crew This my crew... crazy too..